Poems of Creation

EROS LOST ON EARTH

Once, aeons and aeons, long ago,
in the misty, dark regions of time long lost,
Eros was called by Mother Gaia,
“Eros, dear Love, come to my breast,
come and impregnate my work,
from chaos comes order,
save us or all shall be lost.”

I came, for my wife had called,
dissolving myself, even less than the dust,
I bonded with all things,
my sweetheart, my lust.

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